The Inevitable Disaster || Jerrie

<Chapter 1>

<168 days before graduation>
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Perrie's head was killing her, she felt like there was a parasite slowly chewing away on her brain, ready to turn her into of them.

"Perrieweiner!" Zayn's cheerful voice sang as he opened the windshield wide and bright, getting tossed a pillow straight to his shin as a result. "Close the blinds, you tosser." She groaned, burying her face into her pale blue pillow.

He rested himself beside the blonde on her bed, stroking her shoulder to provide comfort. "Well, don't you look dead?"

"You're such an ass." She lightly shoved the man away.

"What happened yesterday? I can't remember."

"I just remember going to the pub to celebrate Leigh early acceptance to Middlesex, then..."

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"Wooooo! Cheers to Leigh for getting in a school where Alan Carr went!" The crowd cheered, not that they knew her nor Leigh. But she just looked so enthusiastic, it made everyone want to get hyped as her. The bevvies were definitely helping.

"Go Pezza!" Perrie rippled her body with the music, she didn't know how she got on top of the pool table. She is a aware that she should get down and sober up, but the intoxicated state her brain in preventing her from doing so. "Perrie, get down from there before you hurt yourself." The small inch of her rightful mind recognized the voice as her boyfriend's.

Actually, maybe the logical side of her brain was Zayn.

"No, I'm having fun up here, come with me!" She tried pulling the man up from his strong arms, only for him to resist and pull away, which led to Perrie slipping from the table and plunging straight to the floor.

"Oh cock! I'm sorry pez, I didn't mean to do that." He quickly kneeled with the girl on the floor, muttering profanities as he tried picking up the blonde, their friends quickly scrambling to their direction to check on the girl.

"Is Perrikins alright?" Leigh asked, suddenly regretting that she offered Perrie that last shot of tequila. The blonde girl sat up, rubbing the newly formed pale pink bump on her forehead.

"Thank god you're fine, Debbie would kill us if something happened to you."

"There's something in my head, I think I'm turning into a Xenomorph." She shouted, tearing herself from Zayn's arms and crawling away on the floor.

"Maybe not as fine as I thought." Leigh retreated back to the crowd as she can see the situation is handled.

"Pez, come back here." Zayn quickly pulled her back, "You're not turning into an alien."

"We'll never know." Louis addressed out of nowhere, raising his bottle beer up as if serenading something.

"Really lou? Not now." He put his hands out in defense and staggered back to the dance floor where he saw a girl giving him the seductive eyes. Giving his beanie a fix before coming forth to the Regina George looka-like.

"Let's go pez, I'm bringing you home." He stood with the girl, Perrie stabling herself by hugging Zayn when she felt a pit of heat grumbling in her abdomen.